THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
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Richard awoke when he faintly heard the sound of the stars chatting in a quiet voice with his mother.

The stars are having breakfast.

Richard smiled as he saw the stars staring at him.

"Papa wakes up, ma'am" said the Star in a voice that was no longer soft.

Nawang turned his head quickly towards her smiling husband.

"I fell asleep" said Richard, grimacing with pain all over his left side.

He had already prayed at dawn with a difficult ablution event.

Fortunately, Nawang accompanied his wudhu event patiently.

"The name is not healthy anymore, a lot of legitimate sleep" said Nawang while tidying up Richard's blanket.

"I'm ready for school, Pa." said the star, who had finished eating the cereal he had brought from home last night.

The boy was fully dressed in a light blue uniform and intersected like a sailor's suit.

"It's so cute Papa's son.You hug Papa isn't?" richard was stinking but the Stars were looking at him doubtfully.

"Papa's body is sick again" said the doubting Star.

"Help to the right. The one that hurts is the left. And hug it slowly." said Richard again.

The stars then nodded.

With the help of his mother, Bintang went up to Richard's bed and very carefully placed his body in the arms of his father.

He wanted to be hugged, but also didn't want to hurt his papa.

"A diligent school yes. That's a pinter." whispered Richard softly.

"Yes. Papa gets well quickly." reply Star before taking off his embrace.

"Hans will pick up at what time, Non?" richard asked after the Star came out of bed.

"This was just waiting in front. Can't get in he said. I take the Star forward first yes, Mas." said Nawang after the Star salim on his papa.

Richard nodded slowly.

Nawang squeezed the code next to the glass door to get out of the VVIP room.

"Well good, ma'am, the door? If you don't squeeze the numbers, you can't open the door, Mom?" ask Stars.

Nawang nodded with a smile.

Apart from the coded door, Nawang was directly in the lobby inhabited by several sets of small sofas.

In front of the lobby there are two security guards that he saw last night.

Hans seemed to be talking to the two guards.

"That's Om Hans" said the Star while pointing at Hans who had apparently seen their arrival from behind the glass wall, evidently the young man had already thrown a smile at the two.

"Later in the afternoon if the day I invite the Stars to use the motor can not, Mom?" hans asked doubtfully.

Yes, in the afternoon the road is quite jammed if you have to use a car.

It will be more efficient to use the motor.

"Can. The important thing is that he wears a jacket and trousers, " replied Nawang with a smile.

"Good, Mom. We left first." said Hans later.

"But heart yes. Don't be naughty with Om Hans ya, Bin." Nawang's message after the salim Star to him.

"Yes." replied the Star already by stepping beside Hans.

"Monggo, sir." said Nawang to the two guards politely before returning to Richard's ward.

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Bu Pambudi still shows his upset face even though he has started bribing soto in front of him.

It's really good soto.....

"Have you got the soto?" asked Pak Pambudi when he saw the expression of amazement on his wife's face when bribing the soto soup.

"Yes. How do you know soto's good here, Pa?" asked Bu Marina curiously.

"Eric was invited to eat here. But noon-day. I didn't know six o'clock in the morning it was open. Rejeki kita right, breakfast soto delicious." as long as Pak Pambudi happy.

"What time is the hospital?" asked Bu Marina back with a sour face.

Mama Richard was still upset at her husband because not from last night told him that his favorite son was in the hospital.

Even her husband told her on the way.

Once he woke up earlier he was only asked to be ready if after dawn they would immediately go to Jogja, just like that.

He thinks there's business.

When her husband agreed when she asked to stop by to see their grandchildren, she was not surprised.

Her astonishment came when her husband did not answer her question about where they would meet business partners.

"Don't answer my question, Pa?" asked Bu Marina in wonder.

Is it possible that business partners have not told where to meet? Cook anyway? What's his impromptu meeting? Could be.....

Until then, Bu Marina has no worries.

He thinks going to the hospital will be just a friend.

But surely a good friend, because in the martial arts of Semarang morning blind departed.

"Who do you want to look at in the morning?" ask Bu Marina later.

"Eric." replied Mr. Pambudi still in a calm voice but already clasped his hand.

"Eric's? Eric who?!" mrs Marina started to panic.

"Richard. Our son." replied Mr. Pambudi still in a calm voice.

"Astagfiraladzim, Paaaaaa!" the screams of Bu Marina startled their driver.

"He's not papa. Calm down, don't scream. Parjo was surprised by that." said Mr. Pambudi.

"No papa how?! No need to go to the hospital!" bu Marina is still with emotion.

"He was admitted to the hospital just waiting for the results of a CT scan. It's just a blister with asphalt. Same fractured ribs two" said Mr. Pambudi again, still with calm.

"O Allah, O Rabbi.....! Why did he hit all the asphalt?!" mrs Marina is getting hysterical.

"Tau gini I did not tell you all earlier." muttered Pak Pambudi who was still heard by his wife.

"I could faint on the spot if Eric suddenly stretched out in the hospital." said Bu Marina quickly.

"Lha you're told now that you're screaming. Could I be the same Parjo who fainted, Ma!" sahut Pak Pambudi has begun to raise his voice.

Bu Marina was silent. But he's still very worried.

Why didn't Nawang call her? Why just tell her dad?

"Don't forget to stop by breakfast at the place I said earlier, Jo" Mr. Pambudi told his loyal driver.

"Ready, sir." answered Parjo quickly.

And here they are. In a stall tent seller soto Kudus who favors.

The seller was a slender-bodied sweet woman with a delicate voice in her thirties.

He was selling with his father.

Mr. Pambudi had a brief conversation with the father.

He is a few years older than Mr. Pambudi.

"We pack Nawang with Eric, Ma?" bargain Pak Pambudi to his wife who is enjoying soto even with a manyun face to her.

"Stars too." said Bu Marina.

"Call first" said Mr. Pambudi while looking at his cellphone looking for Nawang's contact number.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Na. How's Eric doing?" Bu Marina had already called Nawang apparently.

Mr. Pambudi laughed in his heart.

"Alhamdulillah if it's okay. Here's another soto breakfast that Eric likes. Would you like to be wrapped?" ask Bu Marina later.

"OK. We'll be there soon. Mama hang up the phone. Assalamualaikum." Bu Marina then looked at Mr. Pambudi.

"Eric asked for a lot of packaging" said Bu Marina, chuckling.

"Tu, didn't I say? He's not papa, is he?" said Mr. Pambudi answered the words of Bu Marina and also emphasized that what he said about Richard's condition to his wife was true.

"Yes.iya. I'm sorry for giving breakfast the morning scolding." said Bu Marina with a face hiding her embarrassment.

The husband and wife finally wrapped the ten Holy Soto.

A happy act by the seller.

And the happiness of the soto seller was not over because when paying the soto which had a total of 107 thousand, Bu Marina refused the return of the two pieces of red money she gave.

"Please buy snacks for her granddaughter yes, sir" said Bu Marina alibi.

"Mom, you should not bother with gini." said the sweet soto seller with a shy face.

"No papa once. I also have a grandson. There are four grandchildren. But the two are far away, in Japan" said Bu Marina, unable to hide her longing face.

"Thank you very much, Mom. I will carry out Mother's trust. Tomorrow again if you stop by do not refuse if I free ya." said the father of the seller soto.

"Waaah, thank you very much. I will remember this free offer." said Bu Marina with a happy face.

Mr. Pambudi's call from the side of the car beheaded the chatter of the three of them.

"Don't refuse the windfall of someone more capable than us. Perhaps we are the way for them to plant virtue, to seek the blessing of the fortune that God has placed on them. The important thing is that we do not ask and we trust in the gift" the soto seller's father told his daughter.

"Ninety-three thousand can we buy a pizza that children want, sir" said his daughter with a beaming face.

"Later you buy me that pizza. We run the trust of the mother so that the money is bought for the snacks for your son. If the money is left over, enter the charity box in the name of Mr. Pambudi." said the father with a smile

Had all the rich felt rich, it would have done the same thing as the Richard family had always done; always giving to the less capable of them without thinking.

But the reality that we often encounter around us is the rich who feel still poor, to not be ashamed to continue to impoverish themselves before the fortune that should not be for them. Government aid, for example.

All right..stop up to here the discussion, rather than get censored.😅

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